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What I Was Thinking When Daisy Hit Myrtle


What a night! The night began with the revealing of Daisy and I’s relationship to her husband Tom. It did not go well, and Tom ordered both of us to leave and go home. Daisy chose to drive, which thinking back now was not a clever idea. She was distraught and clearly not in the right state of mind to drive. Then, all a sudden, we hit something. It was Myrtle. I immediately decided that Daisy was not going to take the blame. I would take the blame. I knew that it would be traced back to my car. But first, I had to get Daisy home. After, I got Daisy inside and settled, I returned home and began to formulate a plan. I could tell the truth, which wasn’t going to happen. I could say it wasn’t my car, but if someone saw us that wouldn’t work. Lastly, I could take the blame. The latter was looking like the best option. I was not going to let this tragedy fall onto Daisy. She already had enough problems that stemmed from Tom. I wish he could have been the one driving the car. All of this would have been so much easier then. There would not have had to be a cover up. All this secrecy could have been avoided. Hopefully all of this will get sorted out.

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